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Our church office administrator is a kind soul. About 18 months ago she bought a jug of pretzel sticks and deposited them in the kitchen here at the church. This is kind, because there are times when I forget my lunch, and these do.
Or, there are times when I just need to give my brain a break. And so a walk to the kitchen, a handful of pretzels, and the crunch-crunch of a snack seem to do the trick. Like right now, for instance. When my brain and heart are doing all sorts of relating and I just need to breath for a moment. Pretzels seem to do the trick.
You see, the pretzel jar never seems to be “gone”; it dwindles and then, in the nick of time, it reappears full. Just when I need lunch or a brain break. It is, in a metaphorical sense, the jar of oil in 1Kings — the one where God promised through Elijah that it would never run out. And then, that very thing came to pass.
The jar of meal didn’t run out and the bottle of oil didn’t become empty: God’s promise fulfilled to the letter, exactly as Elijah had delivered it!1 Kings 17:16 (MSG)
Now, maybe you don’t have a kind office administrator that keeps you flush with pretzels. But, maybe you remember the cereal never running out in the pantry because Mom or Dad always had more on hand. Or some person at work always makes sure there is more coffee to be had. Or a teacher always seems to have a couple of moments to help you understand. Or grandma always has a hug ready. Or a best friend is always ready to listen.
In these moments of abundance — no, not abundance — in these moments of unrelenting grace, God is present. The Spirit shows up. And Christ is made real. So the next time you notice the coffee replenished or your friend says, “Sure! I’ve got time!” listen for the sound of the Spirit. Because it is there… crunch, crunch, crunch.